User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-2246928-20150410161641/@comment-32303-20150430223026

Lonna put the wax aside to cool, meticulously smoothed the stray remnants into his bowstring, and began inspecting his shafts, sighting down them individually from fletching to tip, smoothing any stray feathers into place.